Revenge of the Sorcerer King 30

Hey Guys! Here is the RSK I promised for today. I know its late lol. But man, chapter 30 already. Its really flying along!

Chapter 30

Oberon 

“And that’s how I ended up in that cave. I haven’t really traveled out of it so I’m not sure where exactly I am. I created a few undead from animals then they managed to get me some humans and beastkin to work with,” Theodore explained then rested his head on his arms. 

“That ruin sounds familiar. I can’t remember quite why though,” I said rubbing my chin. Images flashed to the fore front of my thoughts, but nothing stuck for long enough for me to ascertain what they meant. I was really getting tired of these memory flashes. The fact that the knowledge is there but locked away irritated me to no end. 

“Its is pretty famous for the number of executions held there,” Theodore said with a nod. 

“What was the name of the city?” I asked.

“Fiden City of the Fiden Lordship.”

I turned to Helena expectantly. She sighed but said, “Its to the west of Frinz. They have a long history and were once from the same family that spilt. I haven’t been that way in… forty years give or take.”

“Thank you for the history lesson,” I said patting her on the head.

“Remove it or lose it,” she said with a growl.

“Who the hell are you guys?” Theodore asked glancing between the two of us. 

I pulled my hand back from Helena and pulled off my helmet. Theodore’s eyes widen as he took in my skull and green flaming eyes. “Just a passing by lich.” He looked to Helena who was examining her nails when they extended over a dozen centimeters. “And a few vampires.” This time he looked between the three of us as if he couldn’t stop his neck from moving. He suddenly shot forward and fell to the ground hard enough that blood spray from a wound on his forehead. 

“Teach me necromancy!” I heard.

“Huh?” I asked surprised that the conversation had taken that turn. Sure, I wasn’t planning on killing him after I saw how hilarious weak his undead were, but taking him in? The thought never occurred to me. “Why?”

“I need an army to kill the ones that betrayed me! I want them all to burn. Sure, there are many paths to achieve this, but I have already been set on this one!” 

I walked a few meters away considering this proposal. I didn’t know the limits of necromancy. If there came a time I couldn’t control or make anymore undead for one reason or another then having more necromancers around me would be a boon. Plus, more minds mean more potential. Who knows what secerts this Theodore might be able to unlock further down the line. 

I already know he was smart. It took a mastery of magic to be able to decipher magic from something that was created by a god. Avenim might be the god of war, but his failed disciples were not a toy. They were true undead equal or even better to Siateth due to their immense training before death. If those things had been trying to kill us, and not just test us they would have done so in seconds. 

I turned and waved Helena and Alessa over. “What do you think?” 

“I think we should take him. He sleeps good,” Alessa said and I noticed a line of drool starting. 

“You can’t eat him… yet. You?” I asked looking at Helena. 

“I think this is a good opportunity. As I said last time, I want you to unite the dark races. What better way to start then to pull all the necromancers to you?” Helena answered. 

“Interesting. The more necromancers, the more free labor. I would probably have to make them fall into line by force, but it is a fascinating prospect to look into,” I said.

I nodded to them then turned and walked back to Theodore who still had his head on the ground. There was a small puddle of blood forming around him by this point. I channeled some mana into a simple spell that would stem the bleeding. Aspect Magic was capable of healing, but it fell short of holy magic by a long shot. 

“What do I get if I help you?” I asked.

“Everything! Teach me necromancy and help me achieve my goal of revenge and I’ll follow you to the highest levels of Heaven or the deepest pits of Hell. I’ll even bind my soul to you,” Theodore said, his volume rising steadily. 

“I will make sure you mean it,” I said. I quickly created a simple servant-master contract then pulled him up to show him the glowing magical document. “Sign. Sign and we will begin.”

Alessa

I watched fascinated as Oberon bound Theodore to his will. Even if Theodore did it willingly, once he signed the contract, I doubted he would ever truly be free. That was the way Oberon worked. I had no doubt that if he could he would force Helena to sign one. I found it fascinating and I found myself wanting that level of power. 

“I’ll… I’ll sign!” Theodore said. He didn’t have to do anything special as his face was already covered in his blood. He wiped a finger along his cheek then along the magical document. It shrank to a single point then burst into a shower of sparks over the two men. 

“Welcome to the family,” Oberon said helping him up.

“Thanks. I hope,” Theodore said. 

“Alright. This place should take care of itself now that the source is gone. On to the next assignment,” Oberon said pulling a parchment from somewhere.

“No god cursed this time please,” Helena said. 

“I second that,” I said, laughing. 

“Don’t worry. Of the three, this one is the easiest,” Oberon said laughing. 

“Well? What is it?” Helena asked folding her arms. 

“We need to head to a town and kill a guy,” Oberon said turning to head into the forest. 

“There has to be more than that!” Helena shouted as she ran after him. 

“Are they always like that?” Theodore asked.

“You’ll get used to it. They’re like an old married couple,” I said and ducked as I heard a whistling noise heading for my head. 

“I won’t miss next time!” Helena called from further in the forest. 

I heard a small explosion behind me a second later. Turning, Theodore and I found a rock lodged halfway through a tree that was almost two meters thick. I snickered and took off the others, while Theodore followed though at a slower pace.

Two days later, we found ourselves in the town of Free Line. It was a larger town that was booming from the expansion of the Loeriten Kingdom to the west. I thought going into a small town was bad but going into this one while I was craving blood made me physically ache. People would pass by and I found myself being dragged along by Oberon and Helena more than once. 

“Next time we’ll leave you behind,” they both said then glared at each other.

“If you had just let me feed on Ted,” I said with a pout. 

“No. That goes against the contract unless he is willing,” Oberon said. “You have three perfectly good servants to drink from. I thought you liked Jack?”

“I’m bored of him,” I said half distractedly as I watched a man walk by that smelled amazing. I suddenly felt a tug on my arm and could only watch as he got further away. 

“Is this normal?” Oberon asked Helena and I could detect actual concern in his voice. 

“Yes and no. Normally a vampire will seek out blood to feed on, but it seems in her case she can get an almost taste from them. I don’t know if that is a pureblood thing or something else,” Helena answered. 

“That’s not helpful. Let’s just find this Mister Hinz and get out of here,” Oberon said dragging me along as I found another great smell. 

We made our way to an alley and Oberon pulled the parchment with the assignment details out. 

“Mister Hinz. A middle age man that lives on hammer street the fourth building from the inn, The Gnome. The assignment is complete once said man is killed. The amulet he wears is to serve as proof,” Oberon read aloud. 

“Simple enough. Sounds like a rivalry or affair gone wrong,” Helena said with a yawn. There was still two hours before the sunset, and she didn’t like to be out in the sun. The dusk light didn’t bother her that much. She still preferred the cover of the night.

“Alright! To hammer street,” Oberon said.

We made our way out of the alley. The evening traffic wasn’t too rough, and we quickly made it to the home described in ten minutes. Since murder would be a strange thing to undertake with the sun out, both Helena and Oberon agreed to wait until an hour or two after sunset. We had to make sure the man was home as well. 

Helena faded into a nearby shadow and went off on her own. Oberon led Theodore and I to a tavern that was across the street. Only Theodore got any food or drink. Since becoming a vampire, I hadn’t had much desire to eat regular food. Night quickly fell as Oberon and Theodore discussed the intericies of necromancy. I knew I should be paying attention since I did know some necromancy myself, but my hunger was getting the better of me. 

Finally, after what felt like a whole day in itself, Oberon motioned for us to leave. We had seen the man enter the house an hour ago just as the night was falling so we knew he was in there. We went down the alley beside the house and found Helena sitting there waiting for us. 

“I found out some interesting things. Want to hear?” Helena asked.

“Anything that will affect us negatively?” Oberon asked.

“No, just who he is. Hinz Oum. The mayor of this town.” 

“Will that cause a problem?” Oberon asked. “There is a penalty for failing an accepted mission after all.”

“If anyone found out, but since we are leaving once we ‘collect’ the amulet. I think we should be fine,” Helena said after considering it. 

“I don’t care what we do. I just want to drink some blood,” I said pressing my hand to my temple. I was actually starting to get a headache. 

“We’re all in agreement then. Ted, just wait here,” Oberon said patting his shoulder. 

“Ted?” Theodore asked.

Oberon just patted him on the shoulder again before he moved further down the alley where the servant entrance was. The house was a decently sized one with two floors and large amount of floor space. Bricks that had seen better days made up the walls. It looked like the house was at least a hundred years old. 

“Don’t we have to worry about people that might have saw us coming into this alley?” I asked nerviously. 

Both Oberon and Helena stopped and turn to look at me. “You didn’t notice?” Oberon asked. Then turned to Helena “Did you?” 

“Notice what?” I asked confused. When we walked into the alley everything was as bright as day for me. Ever since I became a vampire I could see even on moonless nights. 

“I couldn’t see you,” Helena replied shaking her head.

“See what?!” I demanded stomping my foot. I knew I looked like a child but I couldn’t stand them talking like I was here. The two-centimeter crater I added to the back alley was beside the point. 

“I placed a globe of darkness over the street when we walked over here. You shouldn’t have been able to see anything. I wondered why you didn’t say anything as we walked over here.” 

“It would seem the purebloods have more up their sleeves than they have let on over the years,” Helena said biting her thumb. 

“You blame them?” Oberon asked with a chuckle. 

“No… I guess not,” Helena said with a sigh.